I have been feeling so emotional lately - not sure if it is from my Fibromyalgia or because I am experiencing the last of my little girl going to elementary school.
I started out so young having kids that I have had them my whole life and granted she is still a kid, but this is a life change for me. I even wept when I was cutting out the Box Tops from my cereal the other day. Do they have Box Tops for middle school?
I tear up and think of this song by Abba,
"Slipping Through My Fingers"
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile I watch her go with a surge of that well known sadness And I have to sit down for a while The feeling that I'm losing her forever And without really entering herworld I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter That funny little girl
Slipping through my fingers all the time I try to capture every minute The feeling in it Slipping through my fingers all the time Do I really see what's in her mind Each time I think I'm close to knowing She keeps on growing Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table Barely awake I let precious time go by Then when she's gone, there's that odd melancholy feeling And a sense of guilt I can't deny What happened to the wonderful adventures The places I had planned for us to go Well, some of that we did, but most we didn't And why, I just don't know
Slipping through my fingers all the time I try to capture every minute The feeling in it Slipping through my fingers all the time Do I really see what's in her mind Each time I think I'm close to knowing She keeps on growing Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
And now my little girl is using Stridex and planning to go to a Pre-Teen NAM pageant in August. Where does the time go?
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